Mya's POV:
Domina snapped her fingers behind her back. That gesture told me that Domina needed something. I came out of the box and was on my knees in an instant. “First, bring me water. Then go to your box and shift into Artic.” Domina commanded.
“Yes, mother,” I said, trying to placate her. I got up and rushed over to the Elder's table. At least that’s what I called it. I grabbed a glass and the pitcher, poured the water, and took it to Domina. I hurried to my box. I slung off the canteen, then my wraps, gold bands, and shifted into Artic. I have done this plenty of times. Artic came out of our box, General Ezra picked me up and took me to Domina. They traded. She handed him her empty glass, and he handed me to her. She kissed Artic’s head. “Such a good slave.” I know why she said that
